Jax sighed and spooned around her, burying his face in her hair and neck. For a second, he just held her, tried to get her calm and less rabbit-scared. "This place...doesn't play by any rules we know," he said finally. He loosened his grip a little, but kept her close, trying to be stable and reassuring and just there.

"Remember how I said it's like magic? Well it's not just like. Sometimes, I'm pretty sure it actually just is, and I don't mean rabbits out of hats and cards up the sleeve kinda stuff. I mean sometimes weird shit happens that we can't explain." How did he even begin to explain all the strange shit he'd seen? The frozen bees? The one time a guy had licked blood off his hand and then sprouted fangs? Or how there was some guy around, Raleigh Becket, who seemed to have his exact face.

How did he even start that?

"It's safe from all the shit that used to hunt us down. I never said it didn't have its own fucked up shit."